"Are you sure this thing still works?"

In front of the subway in the mine, Ares stared at Yarlin with a suspicious gaze. This mine road looks to be in disrepair, and if it weren't for the escape, I'm afraid no one would normally come here.

But the dwarf Arrin was still very confident in such a machine, after all, he was familiar with it, although the structure of Ironforge and Darkforge City was different, but they were the same in many aspects, for example, they both used the same mine system.

"Believe me, I've used this kind of machinery no less than a hundred times, as long as the people of the Black Iron Tribe are as serious about building the project as we are, there is no problem with such a mine, even if it is not used for a hundred years, it is no problem."

Arrin rubbed his beard and said in a firm tone.

As he spoke, he pressed the start switch of the subway in the mineway, and the broken machine began to run slowly. Countless gears began to turn, and under the power of steam, the car fell from a high place, which was originally used to hold ore and coal, but now it was used to sit people, because it had not been used for a long time, the car was even covered with a thick layer of dust, and the thick cobwebs were spread around, which looked very disgusting.

But the earth was trembling, the magma was tumbling and it looked like it was in danger of erupting at any moment, and Ares couldn't care so much about it, so he could only pray for the Holy Light to protect him and let him escape, there was still too much to do, and too many people waiting for the Ashbringer to save him......

"Alright, go up, Ares, and you'll see the sun in no time! We converge above. ”

Arrin said, squeezing the main switch of the subway. The entire car began to rise rapidly. The iron shell rubbed against the stone wall of the mine, making a deafening sound of friction and collision, which made people tremble and uneasy.

Shortly after the car ascended, Ares could hear the roar of the Fire Demon from deep underground.

On the other side, Magni is leading his men along the city steps, all the way to the wild. The fire elemental guards along the way were smashed to pieces by the brassbearded leader. Sparks and rubble splattered, even igniting some of Magni's hair, but the dwarven king was undaunted, he was like a grizzly bear, sturdy, directing his soldiers to evacuate in an orderly manner.

The warriors of Ironforge can be seen left behind, wrapped in flaming tentacles, and then dragged into the abyss of hell with struggles and screams, engulfed by flames and lava......

……

"Ares!"

Gianna almost cried tears of joy when she saw Ares again, her staff glowing brightly, and a blue magical barrier blooming from the crystal staff, blocking the falling rubble overhead. At the same time, cover the dwarves retreat.

"Dear ......"

The next moment, Gianna rushed in the direction where Ares was running, and kissed passionately, regardless of the occasion and image.

"Uh...... Dear Lady Proudmoore, we should retreat as soon as possible. ”

Arrin walked on his short legs and followed closely from behind, and when he saw the scene of Ares and Gianna kissing, he couldn't help but cough.

No matter how powerful the magic barrier is, it can only block the rubble, and if the entire dome collapses, no matter how powerful the magic is, it will not be able to stop the crushing pressure generated by the collapse of the boulder.

Soon, everyone was running along the exit, until they left the Blackstone Abyss far behind. Standing on a huge rock platform, from this angle, the entire chain bridge is full of dwarves escaping. Ironforge's helicopters hovered in the hollow mountains, carrying as many dwarves as possible out of the abyss.

The whole scene is like a doomsday escape......

……

Eventually, most of the dwarves escaped, but after a rough count, more than 2,000 Ironforge Castle warriors died in the Darkfurnace City, including those who did not escape in time during the collapse. The casualty figure was far from Magni's expectations, but the raid was so great and so necessary.

The Darkforrd was destroyed, and the dwarves of Ironforge who were waiting for the king's rescue waited for reinforcements from their king, Magni, and even Magni himself. This is the most important thing, never to give up, not to give up on every people, is the spirit of the Ironforge Castle, the spirit of the King of the Ironforge Castle.

Despite the heavy casualties, Magni was greeted with the eager cheers of all the Dwarves of Ironforge the moment she stepped out of the Blackstone Tower.

The warriors raised their hammers and spears above their heads, and let out a deafening cheer like a tumbling wave, wave after wave. And Ares struggled in the crowd to find the figure of the Marshal of Stormwind. Magni's raid on the Blackstone Abyss was aimed at dealing with the Scouts of Ironforge, while Ares's purpose was more for the Marshal of Stormwind, Reginald. This historic figure must not have an accident, otherwise, it will be difficult to say the fate of the entire Stormwind City next.

Luckily, Reginald was eventually found. When Ares found him, the loyal Generalissimo of Stormwind was sitting on a large rock, with the dwarven soldiers bandaging his wounds. A huge cut had been made in his right arm, and blood was oozing from the wound, and no matter how tightly the gauze was wrapped, it could not stop the blood that kept flowing.

"Let me do it."

Ares walked over and whispered.

The dwarves on the side saw the legendary paladin arrive and stepped out of the way. Without a priest, the Paladin is the ultimate healer on the battlefield.

I saw Ares gently put his hand on Reginald's wound, and the Marshal of Stormwind seemed to be very cooperative, he didn't say a word, but there was only gratitude and trust in his eyes.

Rays of light shone from Ares' fingertips, and in a few moments the blood from the wound solidified, and the fleshy skin became as good as it had never been injured.

"Thank you, Paladin. Although I don't know your name. ”

The marshal spoke, he still looked very tired, it can be imagined that in the prison of the black iron dwarf, tortured, and long-term malnutrition, no matter how strong a person is, his body will be dragged down.

But like his daimyo, his will will will never be broken. A pair of dark brown eyes still shimmered with the brilliance of reason.

"Ares, Ares. Mowglian. ”

With that, Ares sat quietly across from Reginade. Look at the generalissimo of Stormwind who has left a strong mark in the history of Warcraft. It's just that, at this moment, his greatest thing is not yet completed, and Ares does not know if he will be able to successfully complete his mission next. Varian hadn't returned yet, but he had saved him in advance, and Reginald seemed to have deduced the culprit of the turmoil in Stormwind at this moment.